Sax Man starts to win he gonna take you on a ride Take it Sax Man! * Ow! Take it Sax Man! He'll be right with you folks! * All right, Sax Man, that
de da La la, li le la da dum Sling us a web, you're the Spider-Man Sling us a web tonight 'Cause we're all in the mood for a hero now And there's evil
in my face With the nonsense, 'cause I'm always heated and you can taste this Audi little something out the seams a my trousers With no hesitation I got a
a man in the eye before you kill him It had to be a murder Always look a man in the eye before you kill him It had to be a murder Always look a man
fuckin' with me hard and I'm heartless, I'm a kid again lookin' out my window watchin' niggaz get murdered in college worked the parties, step with??,
way you hang is by the neck nigga poke Off the set comin' to your projects Take it as a threat, better yet it's a promise Comin' from a vet on some
rest So when you come to pick me up come right to my door Don't stay in your car and beep, beep the horn (Car) Baby, I'm a hopeless romantic You'll pick
re gone, we're gone Hey, now man's own kin We commend into the wind Grateful arms, grateful limbs Grateful heart gone again Here a man, man's own kin
Turn this up a little louder now Turn this up a little louder now Turn it up Ladies and gents you're tuned to the sound of Carlos Santana Since supernatural
my teacher was a dude He taught me how to pimp the teachers into breakin' the rules, sho My Fourth grade teacher Man, she had a badunkadunk If I would shot from a 'A
(samudio) One, two, three, four All right Watch it, watch it Say man Hattie told mattie About a thing she saw Had two big horns And a wooly jaw Wooly
A Dream, And, I Aint Got A Thing And My Chain Don't Swing (No It Don't) I Aint Got No Girl My Fade Don't Blend, I I Got 50 Cents With No Residence But
a blow And curses the old snagger with the blue-bellied "joe" In the middle of the floor in his cane-bottomed chair Is the boss of the board, with eyes
so damn dirty Yo, yo, why you wanna act like a tramp A wet food stamp I think, it?s time for me to break camp Had a crush on my man the first time we
the ol' Chisholm trail. (chorus) Come a-ti yi youpy youpy yea youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy youpy yea On a ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle,
me, yeah So, you got some nerve thinking you're so I got a little bit of that A little bit of this A little bit of back With a little bit of --- You
gritty Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty Well, if you run wit your niggas, then I walk with my killas Mo you will never have a woman